Colours of Love: Blue

Love for me will always be blue,
Tinged with sadness,
It’s a bittersweet hue.

Blue for the sky that Icarus fell through,
Trying to soar for freedom,
Too close to the Sun he flew.

Blue for the loss Daedalus felt,
When he beheld his boy,
Suffering the curse he was dealt.

Blue for the ocean with its storms and typhoons,
Luring poor sailors,
To an unseemly doom.

Blue for every feeling that comes with loss,
Never knowing what the day will have,
Just like a coin toss.

I have an infinite capacity to love and lose,
Cherishing all the good memories,
But left behind with the blues.

I know you’re not truly gone,
There’s still a piece of you in me,
In little habits, awaiting a new dawn.

I still remember how you got that scar,
Dear ex-best friend,
I wish we weren’t so far.

I still remember the way we used to be,
Dancing in your kitchen,
Always so carefree.

I still remember what you used to say,
We’ll always have each other,
Just one call away.

I still have a piece of you in the way I end my texts,
Extra letters and no periods,
Leaving people a little perplexed.

Love for me will always be blue,
Tinged with sadness,
It’s a bittersweet hue.

I look back and wonder where time did flee;
Dear old me,
Look how different you used to be.

I look back and see the love that you had,
For everything you did,
Even if it made you sad.

I look back at the serenity that got lost,
Drained and burdened now,
I wonder if it’s all worth the cost.

I still have a piece of you now that I’ve grown,
Baltering in the rain,
Even if I’m alone.

Love for me will always be blue,
Tinged with sadness,
It’s a bittersweet hue.

I can never forget the way you used to smile,
Dear Nanu,
I can’t believe it’s been a while.

I can never forget how you used to make us laugh,
Always joking,
Even when the glass was half.

I can never forget the pride you had for us,
“Look at what my grandchild did”,
Even if it was just riding the bus.

I still have a piece of you when I open the paper for news,
Checking the day’s crossword,
Looking through all the clues.

I think of you more now that you’re gone,
Maybe that’s just the way humans work,
Always trying to hold on.

It’s always there, lingering and wearing,
For what is grief,
If not love persevering.

Love for me will always be blue,
Tinged with sadness,
It’s a bittersweet hue.

 

Written by Navya Behrani for MTTN

Edited by Aditi Atreya for MTTN

Featured Artwork by Clouded Dreams

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